Within ten [?] he was as warm as he had been in the cave. He had the [?] to move the boulder once again, although he did not. Instead he called to the children to [?] onto his back.
He soared into the [?] rushing headfirst into the falling snow, before diving back down and looking all around at the white fields, [?] and hills around Dragonsville.
“This is winter”, Furthan cried out, “and I love it”